Measure for Measure
ecause it is an open ro
ell, then; I hop
last out a ni
longest there: I
ou to the heari
ind good cause
less. Good morro
Ang
hat was done to Elbo
? there was nothin
sir, ask him what th
ech your ho
; what did this
s face. Good Master Froth, look upon his honour; 'ti
y, sir,
beseech you,
l. Well,
honour see any
. Why
face is the worst thing about him. Good
Froth do the constable's wife any ha
right. Constable,
spected house; next, this is a respected fell
s wife is a more respected
varlet! the time is yet to come that she was
pected with him befor
ser here? Justice or I
rried to her! If ever I was respected with her, or she with me, let not your worship think me the po
o' th' ear, you might have
for it. What is't your worship's pleas
cait
him that thou wouldst discover if thou couldst, let him
0 thou wicked varlet, now, what's come upon thee: thou
e were you
re in Vie
of fourscore
es, an't ple
hat trade ar
r; a poor wid
ur mistre
stress
she had any more
ir; Overdone
have you acquainted with tapsters: they will draw you, Master Froth, a
e own part, I never come into any ro
oth: farewell. [Exit Froth.] Come you
our name, Ma
Pom
. Wha
Bum
sense, you are Pompey the Great. Pompey, you are partly a bawd, Pompey, howsoever you col
I am a poor fello
by being a bawd? What do you think of t
law would al
llow it, Pompey; nor it 215 s
ean to geld and splay al
No, P
220 then. If your worship will take order for the d
s beginning, I can tell you:
d hang all that off
eads: if this law hold in Vienna ten year, I'll rent the fairest house in it afte
again upon any complaint whatsoever; no, not for dwelling where you do: if I do, Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent, and
unsel: [Aside] but I shall follow it as th
o; let carman
rt is not whipt out
come hither, Master constable. How long
year and
in the office, you had continued in it s
d a hal
to you. They do you wrong to put you s
ard sufficien
ey are chosen, they are glad to choose me for them; I
ames of some six 255 or seven, th
r worship's
y house. Fa
t E
'clock,
Eleven
ay you home to
humbly t
es me for the d
re's no
d Angelo
ca
but ne
ot itself, tha
ll the nurse
Claudio! There
e,
eu